tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090564.post114573942505156456..comments2023-10-31T07:08:07.238-07:00Comments on birdsovafeather: Duck Feetbirdiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16951968102664324096noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090564.post-1145957649893302692006-04-25T02:34:00.000-07:002006-04-25T02:34:00.000-07:00"one of those little spoon-slash-forks"Believe it ..."one of those little spoon-slash-forks"<BR/><BR/>Believe it or not it has a name -- it's called a "spork."<BR/><BR/>I kid you not.<BR/><BR/>Sorry 'bout the ticket. Did you try telling him about the bleach, or think of perhaps shoving his head into the trunk?<BR/><BR/>Strike that -- knowing you, you almost certainly thought about shoving his head into the trunk.i, Bobohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13445841923478826203noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090564.post-1145957192607418872006-04-25T02:26:00.000-07:002006-04-25T02:26:00.000-07:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.i, Bobohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13445841923478826203noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090564.post-1145931340726674242006-04-24T19:15:00.000-07:002006-04-24T19:15:00.000-07:00So I found your blog via Heidi's. I feel your pai...So I found your blog via Heidi's. I feel your pain on the ticket. I also realize why I choose to live in NorCal as opposed to SoCal from Carl's comments. Whenever I get pulled by the CHP, I get a warning. My fave? Being pulled by CHP after a night of partying at 7 a.m. on a Friday morning. (I had the day off from work.) He pulled me because I was weaving. I told him I had stopped drinking at 2 and was tired because I was up over 24 hours. I also pointed out that I was less than a mile from home. His response? "Well I don't want to make you get out of the car because you're wearing a dress." If I remember correctly, it was a short dress too.<BR/><BR/>My other warning was for a broken tail light. I was on my way home from a late movie. All the CHP officer wanted to know at that point was what I had seen and if I liked it.Dagnyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13454543828633484309noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090564.post-1145919323822795432006-04-24T15:55:00.000-07:002006-04-24T15:55:00.000-07:00ok, robin and heidi... you guys have some white po...ok, robin and heidi... you guys have some white power action going on... you should have that looked at. heh. lol. but i do have to say, clean whites do smell a ton better than any other laundry. and i have always attributed it to the bleach. <BR/><BR/>carl... you got a ticket from the CHiPs? that's awesome!!!! was it poncherello? <BR/><BR/>q: What does snoop dogg use to wash his socks?<BR/><BR/>a: bleeyotch!Drunken Chudhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04669157739028122437noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090564.post-1145899559757226152006-04-24T10:25:00.000-07:002006-04-24T10:25:00.000-07:00Oh pumkin. No good, no good.I too, love sweet swee...Oh pumkin. No good, no good.<BR/><BR/>I too, love sweet sweet bleach. AND those great little blue drops you can put in the wash to make your whites look even whiter. BUT, NEVER ever get lazy and put them in without filling the washer totally up because you are in a hurry. Because then, well THEN You are left with gawd awful blue marks on your whites. And when you are purist about your whites, this hurts you in a deep place.oakland heidihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17217878062434978955noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090564.post-1145896866557973872006-04-24T09:41:00.000-07:002006-04-24T09:41:00.000-07:00Speeding tickets suck bigtime. Sorry to hear about...Speeding tickets suck bigtime. Sorry to hear about that. I flashed a cop once to get out of a ticket, but strangely enough, he really wasn't into man boobs. Go figure.Barry S.https://www.blogger.com/profile/16724552412631554257noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090564.post-1145757090910727292006-04-22T18:51:00.000-07:002006-04-22T18:51:00.000-07:00I had a similar situation happen to me last summer...I had a similar situation happen to me last summer. I went to the grocery store friday night after work and when I got home the boyfriend unloaded the trunk and brought everything into the house. It was a very hot weekend, over 90 degrees. I didn't go out on Saturday, Sunday I opened the car door and was hit full on with the worst smell imaginable. You guessed it, boyfriend left a bag in the trunk. In the bag was chicken, fresh fish, and eggs. What a combo. Imagine those 3 things cooking in the trunk for a full day and a half. It took quite a while to air out the car, driving with the windows open and the air on became habit for a couple of weeks.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090564.post-1145748777912724352006-04-22T16:32:00.000-07:002006-04-22T16:32:00.000-07:00It's a nice surprise to see a post from you on a w...It's a nice surprise to see a post from you on a weekend.<BR/><BR/>* * *<BR/><BR/>I can't write to save my life, but I'm fortunate to be able to know how to network my six computers and two printers at home onto a wireless router and DSL modem. Let me know if you ever need help.<BR/><BR/>I recently found out that our neighborhood electronics store charges $150 to connect and network two computers. Maybe I should open a business.<BR/><BR/>* * *<BR/><BR/>On a similar evening to yours, one after having worked a very long day and was very tired and could barely tolerate my fellow drivers' idiotic and assholic (is that a word? you would know...:)) driving behavior, I stepped on the gas and was promptly pulled over by a CHP, citing me for 92 at a 65 zone. That was a $340 ticket.Carl from L.A.https://www.blogger.com/profile/10552044041478899714noreply@blogger.com